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Lyrics for Budapest by Tull Jethro:
| | | Artist: | Tull Jethro |
| | Album: | Crest Knave | | Track: | Budapest | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 73 | | | | Lyrics: | I think she was a middle-distance runner...
(the translation wasn't clear.)
Could be a
budding stately hero.
International competition in a year.
She was a good enough reason
for a party...
(well, you couldn't keep up on a hard track mile)
while she ran a perfect
circle.
And she wore a perfect smile
in Budapest...hot night in Budapest.
We
had to cozzy-up in the old gymnasium...
dusting off the mandolins and checking on the
gear.
She was helping out at the back-stage...
stopping hearts and chilling
beer.
Yes, and her legs went on for ever.
Like staring up at infinity
through a wisp
of cotton panty
along a skin of satin sea.
Hot night in Budapest.
You could cut
the heat, peel it back with the wrong side of a knife.
Feel it blowing from the side-fills.
Feel like you were playing for your life
(if not the money.)
Hot night in
Budapest.
She bent down to fill the ice box
and stuffed some more warm white wine
in
like some weird unearthly vision
wearing only T-shirt, pants and skin.
You know,
it rippled, just a hint of muscle.
But the boys and me were heading west
so we left her to
the late crew
and a hot night in Budapest.
It was a hot night in Budapest.
She
didn't speak much English language...
(she didn't speak much anyway.)
She wouldn't make
love, but she could make good sandwich
and she poured sweet wine before we
played.
Hey, Budapest, cha cha cha. Let's watch her now.
I thought I saw her
at the late night restaurant.
She would have sent blue shivers down the wall.
But she
didn't grace our table.
In fact, she wasn't there at all.
Yes, and her legs went on
for ever.
Like staring up at infinity
Her heart was spinning to the west-lands
and
she didn't care to be
that night in Budapest.
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